Claire: The Forced Virgin Of The Billionaire
Chapter 123

I could see it in her eyes, the way she examined me, wondering if I was going to be approachable, the way she was careful and then took cues from my mood but still seemed to be the Claire I’d fallen for so far, mostly. She wasn’t 100% okay yet but I could see that maybe, if I was smart about all this, she could be. I was a lucky son of a b***h. I just hoped I didn’t f**k it up by taking things too far with her.

I almost broke her the other night in the hotel room. It had to be divine intervention that the show I’d gotten talked into bringing her to was some kind of epiphany for her. I didn’t really wanna go to the show and subject her to Goldberg’s brand of kink but being out in public, having her pretend we weren’t entrenched in the middle of our relationship falling apart…I guess I just wanted it to last a little longer.

When I saw what unfolded on that stage and how she reacted to it I didn’t know if it’d ruin her or bring her back from the cusp of breaking. It was like she understood a bit more about me, enough to help us move forward.

Where we’d end up ultimately, who knew, but for now she was okay, it seemed. When she declared herself mine, it had been the highest moment I could remember. Until she said she loved me, too. That had blown me away and made me want to make sure I never f****d up again. I knew I’d f**k up, though. The question was…how badly?

I tamed the beast momentarily, putting it away, and then went out and read Dex, who wasn’t new but who was new to the house security team, the riot act and then headed upstairs to get a blowjob from the girl I loved. That was another thing; she was going to give me something I

knew

couldn’t be easy for her after Mexico and I’d make sure she knew how much that meant to me.

Claire was on the bedroom floor naked, and not just on her knees but f*****g bowed down, her elbows touching the carpet and her a*s in the air. The laptop was on the bed so I strolled past her and lifted it off and put it on the nightstand.

“Baby,” I said, my voice gruff, and she rose up onto her knees and looked at me with huge eyes and a whole lot of what looked like fear on her face. I stepped in front of her and put my hands in her hair, “I love you.” I told her.

“I love you, Azriel.” she said softly, making every nerve on my body come alive, and then her expression softened. She undid my pants and took my c**k into her hand, kissed the tip and then slowly ran her tongue from the tip to my pelvis. Then she planted a k**s on my abdomen and then did the reverse, taking her tongue slowly back to the tip and then proceeded to take half of my c**k into her mouth while gripping below that with a tight fist.

She looked so f*****g sexy, alternately closing her eyes and getting into it and looking up at me, like she was looking to see if she had my approval. It was like she was worshipping my c**k and it was beautiful to watch.

I didn’t want to come in her mouth, I wanted inside of her and if I didn’t stop her, it’d be all over. So after absorbing the feel of her mouth for a minute, I leaned down and caressed her face and then pulled out, took her hand, and guided her to the bed.

When I reached between her legs she was soaking f*****g wet. I got inside of her and rubbed her clit, making sweet love to her and held back until she arched her back and cried out my name at which point I detonated inside of her. We fell asleep together afterwards, arms wrapped around one another, my c**k still inside her.

Claire’s POV

I’d waited for him on the floor in that pose after remembering the man on the stage and seeing it again having checked out a b**m website real quick for information about dominants and submissives and it’d obviously done the trick, made him very pleased.

I had bookmarked the site so I could get more information later. I found the whole thing exciting and got wet just thinking about surprising him like that, waiting in a submissive pose.

But I almost had a panic attack waiting for him to come to me because two feet away from where I was on the floor I knew there were two guns and a knife. I had alternating visions playing like a movie in my head of me shooting him in the head with his gun and me plunging his knife into my own stomach. My heart had hammered in my throat and my ears had gotten hot and the sound of his footsteps when he’d come in had made me feel like I was about to commit one of those two acts and I really didn’t know which one it’d be. But then as soon as he called me

Baby

and told me he loved me he was all I saw. The weapons under the bed were momentarily gone from existence. I was afraid I might be losing my mind.

** ** **

He’d spent the next day in his office and as it hit late afternoon I asked if he wanted me to cook something for him. He surprised me by saying he wanted to go out for burgers and see a movie.

I was shocked he didn’t want to just chill and do nothing tonight since we’d just gotten back last night. I was also shocked that he wasn’t tied up with work after being away but he told me that his brother had everything well looked after and there was nothing too pressing.